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some haiku, some not 18.11.21


watching little men

killing ancient spreading oaks

proves we've lost our souls


 

leaves in the wind

i play taps on your grave

to honor you, dad


 

directions home

mother’s name before she wed

why can’t i remember




 

Searching for god this morning

I was sidetracked by the rain

To an awning serving coffee

 

A stray dog came near

And sniffed my stinky feet

“I’ll call you god,” said me

 
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